I lit up a cigarette while I waited for the bus."Give us a fag." said the brunette."Here we go." I thought."Give us a fag an' she'll suck your cock." ...he brunette said with a smile on her face."Shut the fuck up" the blonde said and pushed her friend.It actual made me smile as I looked at the brunette and she smiled back at me. I was feeling a bit cheeky so I said "what about you, will you suck my cock for a fag? or would I have to give you a full pack?"She'd do it for free." said the blonde.The. “You weren’t there fucker,” he said, but the cursing wasn’t angry, more of a playful dig, “the girl must have thought I was some sort of pushover. You know what it’s like, these young girls see a guy at a bar with a little cash and they figure you can be their ATM for the night, before they head home to the boyfriend.” His friend grunted in grudging agreement at this statement.“So, she thinks she’s playing me along, but I know why she picked me out and after a while she’s forgotten about the. It was obvious that Gerald was fucking her doggy style in the back seat and intended to pull out and come on her luscious curvy size 5 arch wrapped in those sheer dark suntan pantyhose. I took them to my bedroom and spent most of the night adding cum to her pantyhose and sniffing the fresh scents of sex. The following Sunday would be interesting. Gerald was a married man and held a position not only in the church, but in our small town as well. I had already spilled so much cum over those sex. They were just there."Joan, you were pining at Tim and Xavier, that's his name, he pulledyou away. I saw."Joan gulped the shot of tequila. Her hand was shaking. "God, I need as-smoke."The black hand appeared, with a started cigarette. Joan looked up. Tim."Thank you, Master Tim." Pleasure dear." Master Tim, may I have one more?"Instant, it was there and Joan sucked that one down too. She looked atMistress Satin. "So why didn't you help me?" I am." Don't give me that shit!"Slap!"Joan," Mistress.